Tristan pulled into the back alley on his motorcycle and cut the engine. He eased the Harley into a slot across the street from a van and swung his leg over, coming to stand next to it. He pulled off his gloves first, pushed them into the pockets of his leather riding jacket, and then pulled off his helmet. He placed it on the right handlebar grip and rolled his shoulders.
He glanced at the van and noticed a guy distracted by his shoe. The vampire's eyes flickered up and around the building. Typical dive. If Tristan hung around long enough in a place like this, he would find what he was looking for. Satisfaction to ease the ache.
Tristan looked right and left. The alley was as empty as a ghost town, except for the kid licking his boots. Tristan stayed by his bike for the moment, resting a hand on the seat. "You with the band," he finally asked, startling the guy.
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on 2013-09-05 01:42 am (UTC)He glanced at the van and noticed a guy distracted by his shoe. The vampire's eyes flickered up and around the building. Typical dive. If Tristan hung around long enough in a place like this, he would find what he was looking for. Satisfaction to ease the ache.
Tristan looked right and left. The alley was as empty as a ghost town, except for the kid licking his boots. Tristan stayed by his bike for the moment, resting a hand on the seat. "You with the band," he finally asked, startling the guy.